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From Choctaw to Uganda

So I'm just going to warm you in advance that this post will be mushy and sentimental.  Ok..you've been fully warned. :)

This year's trip to Uganda will be much more special in one particular way…i will be sharing it with someone who is so dear to my heart.  We aren't the type of people to sit and talk about how we feel to each other or to tell each other what we mean to each other but I knew that at least one of these blog posts would be dedicated to her.  

See, this girl has gotten me through some really hard times in my life.  She is a friend, a family member, and most of all my sister.  Growing up, I had to go through things that thankfully most children that age never have to experience.  I had a very sick little sister who was in and out of the hospital many times during my childhood.  During those hospital stays, I would live with my grandmother.  This girl stuck by me through it all.  I don't know if she really understood what her presence did for me but I know that I would have never gotten through everything without her.  She has always been a constant in my life and I love her with my whole heart.   She practically lived with me while I was little.  She was there when my parents had to stay at the hospital with my sister, she was sitting next to me when my dad told me that my sister had leukemia, she was there with me when I saw my sister for the last time, she was there when we found out Lindsey was no longer with us, and she was there for the entire funeral.  The day that my dad told me my sister had cancer, this girl canceled her plans to go to her friends house so she could be with me when I was told (btw, I just found that out last year.  I had always thought she found out when I did.)  Now remember, we were only 12 years old. 

There aren't many memories from my childhood that don't include her.

We grew apart as teenagers…but that happens.  We never lost touch; just didn't hang out as much.  And then God brought us back together about 2 or 3 years ago.  I love how He works.  

And now, we are going to Africa together.  Words can't express how it makes me feel that He would allow us to share this together.  I can't wait to walk those burnt orange roads with her, hug those babies with her, and worship with her in that little church surrounded by thousands of Ugandan children.  I can't wait to see the look on her face when she sees them and hears them for the first time.  I can't wait to see what God is going to do for her through this trip.  From Choctaw to Africa! WHO WOULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED!!!  

I hope you know how much I love you :)

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